September 03, 2007

It’s Monday and no one has to work! This provided the ample opportunity to catch up on all kinds of things like breaking into my new book, go to Lindenlure and throw the pooch in the river (still trying to get him used to swimming), and grill out. Sadly, we haven’t done much cooking aside from the usual pasta and chicken, etc. Our Big Green Egg was beginning to feel neglected, but Brian stepped up last night and posed the idea of firing it up.

I also had the opportunity to re-listen/watch a couple more episode commentaries from the older SG1 episodes. It completely changes the way you look at a show when you find out the “Why did they do that” or the “What’s that supposed to mean”. Sometimes you just get a lot of jokes (Peter Deluise). Usually the vis-effects guys talk about the more technical aspects, and obviously the writers focus their commentaries more on the story or the writing of the story.

Early last night I returned from the family birthday party to find an old buddy from high school playing video games with one of my roommates. For those of you who don’t know “the gooz” he and I were in the Boy Scouts together for a number of years and he ran cross-country for a year with me. I had heard he would be in town briefly, but had not expected him to be at my house or passed out on my couch (which he is at the time of this writing thanks to a heavy helping of jaeger). He spent a little while catching up, and once the jaeger had set in he began to recount several adventures he had been having recently. Most involved women and were very entertaining. Eventually I left him with another roommate to recount more tales as I retreated to my room to polish of the rest of my book.

The river today was busier than usual, holiday weekend, go figure. The dogs as pictured above enjoyed the trip immensely. Most of the afternoon was spent trying to coax Clark into the water, and when that failed I spent some time swimming/being drowned by Arthur. During the fun, I noticed Clark was being checked over by a few gigantic German Shepherds. They seemed innocent enough from the middle of the river where Arthur and I were swimming, but on the bank Clark had his tail between his legs and looked terrified. He promptly took the opportunity to jump into the car, just not my car. The other car’s owner promptly shooed him out and I opened the back of Dad’s Jeep so he could hide-out from the bigger dogs. He spent the majority of the trip hiding-out (as shown above).

Arthur spent most of the afternoon trying to help/drown any passerby or canoeist that happened by us. We did manage to get in an hour and a half of river swimming funtime before it seemed like a good time to corral the smelly buffalo into the car and go home. All in all a good trip, it would have been more relaxing had the river not been so busy, but that’s for next time.

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